The Circle: Abduction - Sex Stories

The Circle: Abduction

... me, winding me up like a top. I was being stressed and drawn and I had no place in my mind to find escape. I was going to cum! I hated myself for it, but I knew I would not be able to stop. My thighs trembled and my body flushed and then a tide of pleasure rose and broke over me. I screamed in agonized pleasure and my pussy convulsed and gripped its conqueror so tightly I heard him gasp. His body stiffened and he held my hips so tightly I winced, and then I felt the hot gush of his cum as it spilled into me. He drove his cock deep, pumping into me with short strokes until his hot seed dripped from my exhausted body. I shuddered and cried, yet a glow of something else pulsed through me. When he rose and walked away, I fell into a dream like quiescence. I dozed for a moment, and when I awoke, I heard a woman's voice. "Did she please you, Marco?" she asked. "Yes," he responded. "She has the gift. She will be valued by the Masters. We need to train her quickly. If they find her like this, her Moment will come far too soon." I murmured to them, trying to ask what they meant, but the woman knelt next to me and stroked my hair. My eyes opened and I saw that she was of the same blend of mixed races that Marco was. Her chocolate skin and almond eyes seemed Asian, but were mixed with the strong cheek bones and and soft lips of European decent. Her thick brown hair hung loosely over her bare shoulders and only a short dress covered her voluptuous body. "Shush, girl." she said as she ...

... pushed the air from a syringe. Then she pricked my arm and emptied its contents into my bloodstream. "There. Now you will sleep. You have a long trip ahead of you." For a moment, pure terror coursed through me, and then there was nothing but darkness. I never found out how long I slept. Maybe it was several days. Maybe it was much longer. When I awoke, I was wearing a plain, short shift and laying under the covers in a small bed. I felt something hard on my neck and reaching up, I discovered a metal collar with a small chain. I pulled on it and found it connected to a iron ring mounted onto the rust colored metal wall behind my bed. Memories of my rape exploded in my mind and I began to panic. "Hello?" I cried, my voice trembling in fear. "Is- is there anyone there?" Receiving no answer, my fearful gaze flitted about the room but other than my bed, a toilet and a single lamp mounted in the ceiling, it was empty. The door was like I would have expected to see on a ship and then I truly began to despair. Wherever I was, I was certain there would be no escape. I lay there for hours, filled with terror and suffering from a thirst I had never felt before. My chain allowed me to stand and to use the toilet, but I had no hope of reaching the door. I would have expected to feel pain from the brutality of my rape, but enough time had passed that I was spared at least that. Resigned to the hopelessness of my captivity, I feel into a light and fitful sleep. Later, I was awoken by the ...